Love is...
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
Love is a fanclub with only two fans
Love is walking holding paintstained hands
Love is.
Love is fish and chips on winter nights
Love is blankets full of strange delights
Love is when you don't put out the light
Love is
Love is the presents in Christmas shops
Love is when you're feeling Top of the Pops
Love is what happens when the music stops
Love is
Love is white panties lying all forlorn
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm
Love is when you have to leave at dawn
Love is
Love is you and love is me
Love is prison and love is free
Love's what's there when you are away from me
Love is...
Love is Adrian Henri, left undone, for the rest of us, to be made into fun. Robert Burns, Portland, Oregon
i liked your poem a lot! your lines stick with me because they are beautiful in their simplicity
I love the climax... I mean this poem doesn't have a proper climax. It is left on a very uncertain note. But that's the beauty of it: D Amazing work
The part i like most, and that i find most true: 'love is a prison, love is free' This one line alone describes exactly what i define to be love. Well done on a poem composed from the heart!
love is love a draft of life a graph of life surfing struggle of luscious kiss thorns on the waist of flowers sleepless happiness of moonlight sleepless night to greet golden sun to make drink honey the thirsty soul to burn all desires in the scorching summer to allow the death on the winter path of biting cold love is love cannot live long without inner death
Love is you and love is me Love is prison and love is free Love's what's there when you are away from me Love is.........great poem on love
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm Love is when you have to leave at dawn Love is.. good expressions.
'Love's what's there when you are away from me' True lines, never read anything describing love in so a practical way.10/10